The so-called instinct is a state that abandons all worldly morality, shame and reason, and is dominated by the instinctive impulse of the species.

For example, a baby wants to eat when hungry and wants to drink when thirsty.

The adult world is restrained, biased, and shameful towards instincts, at least most of them.

It is often opposed to reason and morality.

For example, sex, the urge to slap someone when you see them, and possessiveness, etc.

When a person's instinct is fully unleashed and he possesses unrivaled power of action, the scene will be rather...chaotic.

…

Three streets away.

"Selling candied haws on a stick, selling candied haws on a stick~"

“Sweet and sour candied haws~”

"..."

A hawker with a shrewd face stood at the crossroads, holding a straw full of candied haws, and loudly selling.

Occasionally, someone would come up to me and show embarrassment or disgust after the conversation, but they would always buy a bunch or two before leaving.

The hawker seems to have magical trading magic.

"How do you sell candied haws on a stick?" A white-haired old man holding a young child came forward.

The hawker's eyes quickly scanned the old man and the young child, and said with a smile: "Sheng Hui, seven cents per string, how many strings do you want?"

"Seven articles?"

The old man frowned slightly, looked at the candied haws on the grass handle, and said: "Your honey is not clear. It is mixed with peach gum. The hawthorn is too thin and has a core. It is expensive."

"Hey, my father-in-law, you are a very discerning person."

The hawker cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The price of honey has risen, and it is really difficult for me to do business with a small business. How about I give you five cents for a string?"

"Seven articles, two strings." The old man stretched out two fingers.

"Okay, just two skewers, just take them." The vendor pretended to hesitate for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stamped his feet in agreement.

A bunch of candied haws were handed out, seven copper coins were collected, the sale was settled, and the vendor smiled.

In the business of buying and selling, you can get the goods as cheaply as possible. The other thing is to see how much you can earn based on what people buy. All that matters is your eyesight.

Those who have asked the price cannot walk away empty-handed.

"Selling candied haws on a stick, selling candied haws on a stick~"

“Sweet and sour candied haws~”

The hawker shouted loudly again.

Not long after, Qin He ran over from a distance with a pile of clothes in his arms, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the candied haws.

When the vendor saw it was Qin He, his eyes lit up.

Regular customer!

Then he pointed at the candied haws on a stick and said: "My lord, you have come at the right time today. This time we have authentic candied haws on a stick, authentic honey, and authentic hawthorn. We only have this small quantity in stock. If you miss it, you will have to wait for a long time. It is delicious and not expensive."

It’s five cents per string, and it’s even cheaper if you buy more.”

Qin He looked away from the candied haws, tilted his head and looked at the hawker, stuffed the clothes in his arms to the hawker, and then...

"Whoosh!"

He actually took his straw handle and rode it to the top!

“Eho_o???”

The hawker was instantly stunned.

Since he started this business ten years ago, he has never encountered such a situation.

"You idiot, rob!~ Robbery~"

The hawker who reacted jumped to his feet and shouted, then started chasing him.

But how could he possibly catch up with Qin He? He lost track of him within a few steps.

When I lowered my head and looked at my arms, I saw that they were all women's clothes. I felt and smelled them, and there was still the smell of powder and body temperature.

Don't even know how it came about.

"You bastard, who are you!"

After cursing a few words and hesitating for a while, the vendor had no choice but to return his eyes to these clothes again.

I thought about going to a pawn shop to have a look. They were all silk clothes, and they might be worth some money.

"Who are you scolding?"

At this moment, a hunchbacked hunchback boy stopped in front of him.

The hawker was furious and said indifferently: "Who do you care who I scolded? I didn't scold you."

The Luoguo boy looked angry and kicked him to the ground. He pointed at him and said, "Stop talking. If you talk again, I will crush you!"

The vendor hurriedly covered his mouth and didn't dare to open his mouth, good guy.

Judging from the speed of his feet, he is not an ordinary person.

He has a hunchback and looks like a ruthless character in the world of martial arts.

I just looked at my face and didn't know where it came from.

Seeing that he was timid, the Luoguo boy looked before and after him and ran after him.

The vendor stood up, the cowardly look on his face gradually disappeared, gritted his teeth, and then pointed in the direction where the Luoguo boy disappeared and cursed: "You bastard, you are the one I'm scolding, bastard!"

"Every one of you and your whole family are bastards!"

"..."

At this moment, another dense set of footsteps suddenly "rumbled" behind him.

The vendor turned around and was startled.

A group of people rushed toward him with murderous intent. The leader was holding a kitchen knife and had a ferocious look on his face.

It turned out to be Cai Sandao, the great turtle master of Yihongyuan.

Cai Sandao glanced at the clothes in the hawker's arms, stopped, grabbed his collar and picked him up, asking angrily: "Where did the clothes come from?"

The vendor was about to urinate, and trembled: "Master Cai, I misunderstood, someone just robbed my goods and forced these clothes on me."

As a regular customer of Yihongyuan, when he saw Cai Sandao, the vendor immediately understood where these clothes came from.

Good guy, what a pervert!

Not only did he rob, but he also stole. As a dignified Feiyu guard officer, can I have some face?

"Fuck him!"

Cai Sandao's response was only two words.

Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. It is better to hit the wrong person than let it go.

With a greeting, the guards of Yihong Court rushed forward and gave him a slap in the face.

After a group of people roared away, the hawker was left lying on the ground with only "Heng Heng".

The silk clothes in my arms were also taken away.

"Son of a bitch~"

The vendor twitched and cursed again, almost crying but without tears.

I clearly read the almanac when I went out.

Awakening of Insects, spring plowing, sowing, and opening of the market.

How could he be so unlucky?

…

This side of the Qin River.

Carrying a straw handle while running and eating authentic hawthorn-flavored candied haws.

Rarely enjoyable.

The sugar is not very sweet, like it has been mixed with something.

Also, this face has its own street-clearing effect. Once someone recognizes it, there will be chaos again.

But for instinct, this doesn't matter.
Chapter completed!